Runaway

sad, i guess?

I thought you were going to stay
But you have just changed the pathway
I thought you’ll be here but you’ve gone away
Your words so flexible just like clay.

My eyes and cheeks were wet of tears
I’ve longed for you for so many years
I wanted to take off all my fears
But what I see in my room, all of your cheers

I begged and swallowed my pride
Still I’ve got nothing from your side
My mind can’t stop thinking of those times you’ve lied
Our story ended with, “I’ll never be your bride.”